Maybe we met thousands of years ago. As I passed by on the ancient streets ringing with shouts, you looked back and gave me a smile that was warmer than the sun, and a fascination that lasted for several lifetimes.
Maybe we will still be destined after a thousand years. At that time, tall buildings could reach the stars. You stand on tiptoes and touch the corners of the stars. There is a projection of your side face on them, and you fall in love at first sight for several lifetimes.
I met you in this life. I don't know whether it was the continuation of the smile from a thousand years ago or the rewind of the profile of the face a thousand years later. I fell in love with you again. Just one glance made me want to fall.
"Lian Lian, you and I want to make an agreement for a hundred years. If anyone dies at the age of ninety-seven, we will wait on the Naihe Bridge for a thousand years."
You and I are an agreement that goes back thousands of years.
Years pass by in a hurry, it was I who waited for you, or you who met me.